A/N: Okay this was a little drabble that was produced a while ago, but I didn't think it was that good, so I never posted it. But, I figured I would give you something to make up for the fact that I haven't even started typing chapter 4 for Ten Shots of Tequila yet. I'm still writing it on paper. It might be a while until I get that done. Considering I start school on Tuesday, it might be a long while. I apologize for that, by the way. Enjoy this little thing. I'm sorry if it sucks. Review though? I'll love you forever.

Disclaimer: I live in America. I couldn't possibly own a Canadian tv show. If I did though, there would definitely be some changes.


Duncan Pov:

I always wondered why girls kept their feelings a secret. Wouldn't it be so much easier for you to be straight with your feelings, instead of trying to hide them? A certain brunette girl comes to mind…

Courtney.

It's not exactly a secret that Princess has it bad for me. I mean can you blame her?

Speak of the devil.

"Hey Princess," I yelled over at her. She was about four meters away from the cabin that I was carving my signature skull into.

"What do you want," she sort of sighed.

"I want you to admit that you like me," I said slyly as she got closer to the bass cabin.

Courtney rolled her eyes, and I just know that a rant is coming. "I do not like you," she retorted in a smartass way that only she could. Yeah right.

"Yeah, sure. But riddle me this, Princess. Why do you spend so much time trying to hide how you really feel? Why do you push everyone away? Some people are just trying to be friendly, and you just shut them out," I pressed at her. She's about to crack. I can see it in her face. She looks defeated. That is something I have never seen from her before.

"I-I," she stuttered, furrowing her eyebrows. "I don't exactly trust a lot of people." Her voice has gone into a hushed whisper. She shot me a desperate look before continuing. "I trusted my dad once. And he left. I just find it easier to shut people out, than to give them the opportunity to break me. I am a lot better off by myself."

"How is that easier? Isn't it tiring to keep all of your feelings bottled up like that?" I wondered, kind of concerned.

"I figure that if no one gets the chance to know my weaknesses, they don't have the chance to use them against me," Courtney shrugged.

"You might want to reconsider the building of that wall, Sweetheart. You're gonna be all alone on the other side of it."

Sometimes my ma leaves her soaps on, okay?

And it's not like I wanted Princess to be by herself forever. Against everyone's expectations, I do actually care about her.

I am not a sap.

But I just know one day I will be other side of that wall with her.